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Xu Lie was not the brainless villain from a film or television drama who would first send a bunch of lackeys to gain experience for the protagonist. Instead, he sent out the two strongest fighters right away to see how the protagonist would respond. In Xu Lie's world, causing trouble was the name of the game, and he never followed a fixed script.
Old Song and A Gang exchanged glances, feeling that this made sense. After all, when they accompanied Xu Lie to Xia City, they didn't even need to draw the Imperial Sword bestowed by the Emperor; everyone in Xia City welcomed them at the docks, indicating their full cooperation. They dared not refuse.
Xia City had originally been a territory for smuggling operated by court officials, and logically speaking, Xu Lie should have faced countless hidden threats upon his arrival, making it difficult for him to move. However, that was not the case. While Xu Lie leisurely sailed south, the Emperor had already urgently dispatched Xiao Wei to rush to Xia City day and night.
Then came a complete personnel change; anyone with ties to certain court officials was taken away for investigation without needing any proof. Finally, a batch of capable officials was urgently summoned to fill the many vacancies in Xia City. This was the advantage of having secured the Emperor's favor ahead of time—Xu Lie didn't need to exert much effort himself; the Emperor had already handled all potential issues.
The Emperor asked for nothing more than for Xu Lie to successfully open up new territories and find more Xian Islands, hoping to acquire more elixirs. Under such circumstances, how could the capable officials in Xia City dare not cooperate with Xu Lie? They were practically ready to worship him collectively. For them, Xu Lie's orders were no different from imperial decrees.
After pondering for a moment, Old Song acknowledged that Xia City was indeed safe and agreed: "Then A Gang and I will take a trip; we will definitely bring back this person and Cang Hai Jue for His Highness!"
Seeing that his senior had made up his mind, A Gang, who wasn't much of a thinker himself, simply chimed in, "Me too!"
As the two left on their mission, A Gang still felt puzzled: "Old Song, why do you think His Highness came here? Isn't it better to fish for koi in the pond at his residence?"
Song Qiao glanced at his companion helplessly: "Perhaps he feels there’s no challenge or sense of accomplishment in that; he always wants me to help him choose people. Those bloodthirsty fellows who have received so much silver from His Highness should start contributing."
Not long after they departed, a fish was caught on Xu Lie's line, bringing him joy: it seemed those two were indeed too much of a hindrance; the sooner they left, the sooner he could reel in his catch. Just as he was about to place it into a bamboo cage, his loyal steward rushed over from Xia City: "Your Highness, you have appointed Winery and the canned goods workshop personnel; they have arrived and said they are ready."
The old butler clearly had no idea what canned goods were and stumbled over his words slightly.
Xu Lie's face clearly showed delight. "I'll head over right now; keep an eye on the fishing rod for me."
His visit to Xia City was not merely to toss out the shipbuilding technology he had purchased from the company and leave it at that. Beyond the crucial task of shipbuilding, Xu Lie had also ordered the search for the most skilled brewing master in Xia City and had located a citrus orchard.
He required a low-alcohol beverage with a long preservation time for brewing, and he instructed them to follow the ancient methods he had researched from his world, "Not Allowed to Fall in Love," to produce citrus preserves.
Setting sail across the sea was not just about having a ship. Long voyages required careful attention to freshwater preservation, as ancient containers could easily spoil water within a few days.
At such times, alcohol was needed for disinfection and sterilization. Citrus was also essential for long voyages; otherwise, scurvy would plague the crew, leading to a fate worse than being cast adrift—it would be a burial at sea.
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